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The pale devil was in a way a simple creature.  She expected respect, she expected recognition and she expected both because she believed her actions deserved them.  It was simple as that.  If her ego was well-fed, she need not wander except if she had a hankering to cause some trouble.  For now she was satiated.

That wasn't to say she didn't have drives that sometimes pushed her in odd directions.  Making the assumption that she'll mention Corvus in that one other thread and find out he was gone, she was currently plotting going on a small loop to look for him.  There was no other reason for him to be missing from that pack unless he'd realized that she was right -- that they were fools and he probably deserved better.  So, if he was out wandering around the Wilds as a free agent, she should locate him and bring him back as her prize, rescued from the hellish pits of stupidity.  She still had more questions for him -- more tests.  Just needed to do so before they actually did move.

But at least for now, the patrol was keeping her reasonably occupied while she worked out the details.  The patrols had been pretty monotonous as of late -- all the trouble had arrived in the early days of the pack and now it was just... gone.  She'd paused for a moment to investigate the comings and goings of some of her packmates, barely starting forward again when Terance called out to her.  She still wasn't sure if he was still hopelessly broken or not -- sometimes she thought she saw cracks again, but as long as he was able to do his job, she wouldn't fuss.

Since she was just coming out of a dead stop, she didn't really need to slow down to let him catch up, dipping her head to reply, Nothing exciting again.  Not looking forward to retraining my feet to walk a different path.  Because the monotony did lead to one thing at least -- a keen ability to walk along without thinking too hard but still be able to pick out the odd thing out of place.